Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Klang


Schnittstelle


Schwierigkeitsgrad


Akzent



Schnittstellensprache

de

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
registrieren / anmelden
Lyrkit

spenden

5$

Lyrkit

spenden

10$

Lyrkit

spenden

20$

Lyrkit

Und/oder mich im sozialen Bereich unterstützen. Netzwerke:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
K.A.A.N.

Dope

 

Dope


I used to take a lot of drugs
And I stopped because
I could not talk to my dealer
If you've ever bought drugs before
You understand

Where do I begin
It's been years since I used a pen
My thoughts are free formed
So they won't conform
But they sure to offend
A mortal man
I'm tapped into the frequencies
Feel me coercing em
Injecting a poisonous portion
Like Dr. Kevorkian
A quarter ounce of cortisone
To calm my nerves I get absurd
Just call a nurse and don't record
A single fucking word you heard
Emerge from the ashes
Amassing a massive amount of dope
So take it easy when you break it down
And roll Holly smokes

I used to think God was a real nigga
But now I don't know
So I could give a fuck go figure
I bought a pound and I split it
With my man's and them
We broke it down we was trying to sell
It hand to hand
Gram to gram
To get rich that's the plan
Sweet green cream taste like candy yams
One hit ell have you walking on the moon
My son
It's no fun if you can't share none
Roll up relax sit back recline
Roll up relax sit back recline

The first time I got high
Thought I was dead but I was alive
See that smoke brought me back
Like Jesus Christ I'm revived
So on the seventh day I rose and found
Out who supplied it started riding
Stated gliding started sliding trying to find it
In the midst of this this fixation the temptation was contagious shit
My heart was racing running out of patience grab a blunt and face it
Stuffing backwoods in a backseat on a back street
Until I'm lifted off my feet ooh wee the feelings sweat

I used to think God was a real nigga
But now I don't know
So I could give a fuck go figure
I bought a pound and I split it
With my man's and them
We broke it down we was trying to sell
It hand to hand
Gram to gram
To get rich that's the plan
Sweet green cream taste like candy yams
One hit ell have you walking on the moon
My son
It's no fun if you can't share none
Roll up relax sit back recline
Roll up relax sit back recline

Erledigt

Hast du alle unbekannten Wörter aus diesem Lied hinzugefügt?